The day i first met her
She moved along like a timed slide show
With grace and chaste in her stride
Swinging her hips like a desert Carmel
And stepping on the ground like it hurts.
That’s when i first saw her.
Meeting her was a dream come true,
Speaking to her was like melting the snow.
Her voice like the ocean singing low
With no turbulent waves to alter the flow.
That’s when i first met her.
Touching her was like food to a pauper
Her skin smooth like a silk wall
Her body soft like sheep wool
That’s when i first touched her.
Holding her in my arms,
Being with her all my life
…was never imagined
For it never happened
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Геннадий Айги – Дом в поле
- What the Moon Saw by Vachel Lindsay
- Валерий Брюсов – Еврейским девушкам
- Angel Of Better Days To Come
- And In Wonder And Amazement I Sing by Rabindranath Tagore
- Prophets at Home by Rudyard Kipling
- The Gardener XLVIII: Free Me by Rabindranath Tagore
- Hunger and Thirst by Muhammad Dawood Jan
- Virtuous Love by Rajendra Ojha
- Minnesang by Neil Outar
- Absolute Divine by Nithin Purple
- For The Anniversary Of My Death by W. S. Merwin
- Владимир Высоцкий – Люблю тебя
- The Heart Chirps by Ramesh Anand
- The Riddle by W H Auden
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
